Like a zombie, Jennifer got up. He followed right on her footsteps as she walked up the stairs to her bedroom. He patted her gently on her ass.The old...man fondled her as if he owned her, and in a way he did. He knew he could make her do anything he wanted."All right, honey," he said, "let's see what you've got."He walked over and sat down on the bed. The bed smelled of her perfume, and it was really turning him on to think he was soon going to be fucking her on that bed. The same bed her. ” I'm not sure leaving them alone together was a great idea, but sometimes you just have to let things take their course.When I got back with the drinks, it was clear that everything was going to be just fine. They were both giggling about something and while Mel's hand was on Evelyn's thigh, Evelyn was stroking Mel's blonde hair and looking at her with a look I'd come to recognise as her “fuck me hard” look. It was promising to be a fun evening.“Mel was telling about the shows you do,”. One of the benefits of being perceived as a VVIP is that your details are circulated to all staff. A waiter appeared at my side and gave a slight bow, "Delighted to see you again Lady Davenport, unfortunately, as you can see are we very busy tonight, would you mind sharing a table?" No, that's fine," I smiled, "How about that one, I don't like to be too close to the piano." Well, that was easier than I'd expected!The waiter gesticulated to another who approached George's table and spoke to him.. First, I heard Sheila’s bed creaking. I took me some time before I realized that my sexy secretary and the mystery man were having sex there. I tried to ignore it, but as the bed creaking became louder, I knew there was no point. I got turned on myself and all of a sudden I felt my own wetness. I heard Sheila starting to gasp not so loud.The creaking of the bed became even louder and I now could hear the sounds of flesh smacking flesh. The tempo of penetration increased as well, and the gasping.